Sahron and Charlotte: Seeking Nobokai's horde.

Unending BE - episode 215677

"Nobokai had a stash of treasures and artifacts. Maybe we can find something to help us or him there."

Charlotte nodded. “By the way, you’ve grown a lot.”

Sharon looked herself over, realizing that she was easily twice her normal size and girth. Her ring and pinky fingers had fused into a single digit, coupled with wicked onyx talons, nearly six inches long. The hands were slightly webbed, and she still had an opposable thumb. Her toes were in a similar state, bearing three digits, the largest in the middle, webbed and taloned. Two more pairs of talons had grown backwards from her heels and elbows, along with another upward-aimed set from her knees. She felt the presence of larger teeth in her mouth, and flicked her dragon tongue through her mouth. A network of sharp fangs greeted her; not a blunt human tooth remained.

Sharon smiled. She was almost completely draconic. Nobokai would have been proud. She shed a tear suddenly, and moved her new bulk toward the statue. Gently, she kissed the cold stone snout, rubbed her hand along the unfeeling serpentine neck.

“It’s my fault,” Charlotte piped in. “I remember drinking so much of his semen. He must have used up whatever power kept him alive.”

Sharon looked to her, saw her on the verge of tears. Charlotte must have taken much of Nobokai’s seed; she bore only one draconic trait, but it was a grand one. A large pair of wings stretched from her back, scaled and finned, with talons at the tip. The span was easily three times as wide as her body. They moved largely on their own, though they were slowly folding around Charlotte, as though she wanted to hide.

The near-dragoness walked over to her half-dragon sister, gently brushing her cheek before squatting down (still a good foot taller than Charlotte) and kissing her on the lips. “It’s not your fault,” she said, her voice a deep rumbling, inhuman but sincere. “Nobokai gave freely of himself, to both of us. You honored him by accepting his gift.”

Charlotte nodded. “Even if…we can’t save Nobokai…I still want to be a dragon. I want to keep his hope alive.”

Sharon nodded. “I do, too. I just wish I could have been his mate, truly. Maybe I still can.”

The two moved quickly, guided by Sharon’s blossoming instinct. She navigated the network of tunnels with a purposeful, slow stride, with Charlotte flying ahead occasionally to navigate.

They reached a sealed golden door in the deepest recesses of the cave, carved with ornate markings. A large depression rested in the center, bearing four taloned fingers.

Charlotte struggled with the inscriptions. “I can’t translate them,” she said.

The patterns and symbols made perfect sense to Sharon. “I don’t have to, I can read it. It’s ancient draconic.” She turned toward Charlotte. “It’s like it’s my first language.” The blond explorer nodded.

Sharon noted all the markings. She pressed her right hand into the depression, sending ripples of light through the patterns. The door parted along a center seam, slowly opening inward.

“What did it say?” Charlotte asked.

Sharon smiled. “None but the dragons may enter. I must be further along than I thought.”

Radiance from within nearly blinded them both. The room was massive, piled high with gold, silver, and gems of all sizes and types. The mound contained weapons, armor, treasure chests, staves, and countless precious treasures.

“Wow,” Charlotte gasped. “Now this is a dragon’s horde.”

Sharon nodded. “Let’s begin searching.” She busied herself with the parts she could reach, using her mystical senses to discern for anything magical. Charlotte took wing, inspecting the high peaks and ledges of the room.

After hours of searching, one of the dragon women found something that could be of use…

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Lycanthrokeith

Sat Apr 20 05:25:15 2002